Chapter 208: Cry

Beep! Beep! Beep! The telegram set up in the Captain's office

suddenly came to life, seemingly having received a new telegram.

But Klein and Leonard couldn't be distracted. They were counting the

movements of the second hand on the clock as their red eyes welled up

with tears.

"10."

"9."

"8."

Just then, Dunn Smith carried the silver, bone-like square box into the

reception hall with a solemn expression.

Megose, who was pulling out clump after clump of blond hair, tore a

wound that was deep enough to show her bones. It was as though she was

triggered by something. She suddenly stood and pointed at Dunn Smith in

his black trench coat. She shrieked, "You want to kill my child!

"You want to kill my child!"

Boom! The shrill and terrifying voice reverberated. Klein felt

like he was being struck in the head with a sledgehammer. He suddenly

forgot to count as he had a headache and felt dizzy.

His vision went red, and there seemed to be liquid flowing from the tip

of his nose.

He subconsciously looked sideways, and he saw the corner of Leonard

Mitchell's eyes. The tip of his nose and the corners of his lips were

covered in fresh blood. His face was extremely pale, and his body was

wavering as though he was about to fall.

I'm probably in the same state... Klein reined back his

thoughts and continued to count in silence as he skipped two numbers.

"5."

"4."

Struck by the terrifyingly sharp voice, Dunn Smith's deep gray eyes were

filled with red veins. Every single strand was crystal clear.

The blood vessels in his face protruded out as well; every one of them

like a poisonous snake. There was also a gurgle as red liquid flowed out

of his ears as well.

Despite that, he did feel dizzy. Other than his right hand pausing, his

strong willpower drove him to press down on Saint Selena's urn and open

the lid.

Inside the box, there was deep darkness. In the darkness, there was fine

resplendent sand. The scene was magically beautiful, just like the

cosmos being stored in a box.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the darkness engulfed the

entire reception hall. In the air, there were countless black, cold, and

smooth threads floating.

They surged towards Megose and entangled her almost instantly.

It wasn't like a spider web, but more like the tentacles of some unknown

creature!

Megose had already torn out her right eyeball. It hung by a thin cord of

flesh underneath her eye socket. She stared at Dunn Smith with hatred as

she roared, "You must die!"

Bang! Dunn was cast away by a formless force and slammed heavily into

the wall opposite. The wall cracked, and bricks were thrown up.

He spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the ground, but both his hands

were still tightly holding onto Saint Selena's urn. He held onto it for

dear life and kept it from falling to the ground.

Those countless black, cold, and smooth threads tightened and bound

Megose firmly to the spot. No matter how much blight-tainted flames rose

up suddenly, or how her skin began to secrete a liquid that smelt like

brimstone, neither of those defenses dealt any damage to the threads

holding onto her.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

Klein and Leonard dashed out through the partition simultaneously. One

of them was holding onto a warm thin gold slice, and the other had

already aimed his five fingers with the Blood Vessel Thief wound around

his left wrist at Megose.

Megose, who no longer looked human, struggled as flesh protruded from

both sides of her shoulders. They were a mixture of blood vessels and

green veins, round like a child's head.

Above the two heads, cracks rapidly spread and seemingly turned into a

pair of eyes.

Megose suddenly noticed danger approaching, and she opened her mouth.

The corner of her lips cracked all the way up to her ears.

She was going to deal the Blaspheme Curse to every enemy that attempted

to harm her child!

At that moment, Leonard clenched his left hand into a fist as his wrist

made a half turn.

His pale face turned livid, and the vessels protruded like bunch of tiny

poisonous worms.

"..." Megose's Blaspheme Curse was left stuck in her throat as it came

to a sudden halt.

She seemed to have lost the ability to speak and the ability to evoke

curses.

Klein seized the opportunity and muttered an ancient Hermes word in a

deep voice.

"Light!"

I want light, and there will be light!

He suddenly felt the thin gold slice that was covered in mysterious

patterns become boiling hot as he saw it emit a blinding light, as

though it had become a miniature sun.

Right on the heels of that, Klein injected more than half his

spirituality into it and threw the Flaring Sun Charm towards the

restrained Megose!

The reception hall instantly turned transparent as darkness and

gloominess vanished simultaneously. The black fine threads that

entangled Megose shrank as though they were instinctively avoiding

something.

But before Megose obtained her freedom, she already saw the sunlight.

At some point in the fight, a hole had ruptured in the ceiling of the

Blackthorn Security Company, and the hole went all the way to the

rooftop of the third floor. The bright blue sky and glaring sunlight

shined through simultaneously.

The thin gold slice combined with the sunlight above Megose's and

immediately expanded in size. It went from a spherical light to a sphere

with countless flames spiraling around it.

Rumble!

The entire building shook vigorously, and the glass windows on the

nearby streets shattered.

However, the power of the spherical light concentrated its might at its

core, without dissipating much.

It enveloped Megose, and the light was so glaring that Klein, Dunn, and

Leonard couldn't open their eyes.

Klein held back his tears and looked through squinted eyes. He saw that

the light had dispersed, but the flames were still soaring. Among them,

there were many black ashes dancing in the air.

Megose and the baby in her stomach were nowhere to be seen. Just like

the coffee table, water glass, newspaper, and sofa in the area.

*Is it over? Did we finish the son of an evil god before it descended

upon this world, taking "His" mother out at the same time?*

Klein still couldn't believe it.

His experience of playing video games told him that the final boss

couldn't be taken care of so easily!

Suddenly, he felt goosebumps all over. His Clown instincts told him that

there was extreme danger approaching!

Without thinking, Klein rolled to the left abruptly.

Just then, a long arm with an extremely sharp white bone blade cleaved

the spot, seemingly out of nowhere. The monstrosity had an abnormal

beauty, and it floated in mid-air. It was unbelievably fast and almost

impossible to dodge its attacks.

Whoosh!

Klein's clothing on the right side of his chest was ripped apart, his

skin ruptured, and his flesh, along with his bones, was split into two!

The wound was so deep that he could almost see one of his lungs.

If it wasn't because he sensed danger approaching beforehand and dodged

in time, that slash would've sliced him in half.

But, even so, Klein slowed down. Extreme pain filled his head and

scattered his consciousness.

At the end of the white bone blade, a figure rapidly flew out. If it

wasn't for the bump on its stomach, perhaps no one could identify it as

Megose.

Her hair and dress had been burned entirely. The skin on her face and

body was charred black and was peeling off, flake after flake. Her nose

had melted, leaving only two small black holes behind. Her eyeballs were

nowhere to be seen, and there were faint white flames dancing in the

empty sockets.

The two "heads" that had popped up from both sides of Megose's shoulders

had been burned away. Her left arm had become the white bone blade that

she was holding; it looked demonic, yet holy.

Creak!

As the ground shook, Megose ignored Dunn and Leonard, as well as the

black, cold, and smooth fine threads that were hurtling towards her

again. She phased over to Klein who had come to a stop after rolling

away. She aimed the white bone blade at Klein's neck and was about to

slash down.

Suddenly, she heard a voice that contained a rich blasphemous tone.

"Submit!"

Leonard lifted his left hand and aimed his palm at Megose. The Sealed

Artifact 2-105 wrapped around his wrist had turned from a thick pale,

blood-tainted blood vessel into a crimson "intestine" that had expanded

to the point that it looked ready to explode.

With the aid of the Blood Vessel Thief, Leonard had successfully stolen

Megose's Blaspheme Curse and was attempting to use her power to seize

control of her!

Only an ability at her level was effective!

Under the influence of the Blaspheme Curse, Megose bent her waist, and

her knees were constantly trembling. Her motions came to a halt as the

surrounding black threads surrounded her as though they had found a

delicious prey. Klein also took the opportunity to roll in the opposite

direction, leaving a trail of fresh crimson blood behind him.

However, he got some reprieve from his extreme pain and reached his hand

into his pocket. He took out the last Flaring Sun Charm.

He took the opportunity when Megose was stationary to finish her off,

once and for all!

If she were to hold out until the "baby" was born, the outcome would be

beyond their imagination!

Boom!

Megose's head exploded on its own. Her charred skin and flesh flew in

all directions.

But her headless body seized the opportunity to shake off the effect of

the Blaspheme Curse!

Boom! Megose's charred body transformed into a projectile that

shot towards Leonard. Since the Blaspheme Curse had been forcefully

disrupted, Leonard was temporarily frozen on the spot.

At that moment, Dunn Smith was still holding onto Saint Selena's urn

tightly. His face was abnormally pale, and the black, cold threads that

were created was still short of surrounding Megose.

Creak!

Megose slammed into Leonard, throwing him to the wall. The wall

collapsed from the impact.

Leonard's bones cracked, and there was blood spewing out from his mouth

incessantly. Without even having the urge to struggle, he fainted

instantly.

Megose raised her white bone blade, but the countless black threads that

emanated from Saint Selena's urn enveloped her again and was about to

bind her to the ground.

Without the luxury of time to mind his injuries, Klein quickly took out

the thin charm.

Just as he was going to recite the ancient Hermes incantation, something

suddenly sounded in the deep, dark, yet quiet room.

"Waaa!"

It was the cry of a baby.